Dear bahari_detellen :

I don't really know how to tell you this, but you’re a loser. I think I realized it when your dog ran amok with Paris Hilton and I saw you drive out the crazy monk. I'm sure you're high enough to understand that we’re cousins. I'm returning your ring to you, but I'll keep your criminal record as a memory. You should also know that I always will remember embarrassing rashes.

Go and drown yourself,
Uzi



I should hope any dog of yours wouldn't associate with Paris Hilton.

Note the sarcasm.

I'm not very good at sarcasm.  My mind is too literal for it.  If you want sarcasm, go ask Sesen or Odhrán.  They will happily accommodate you.

This seems rather pointless.  Milady is of the opinion that I can use this... journal, for lack of a better word, for self-expression.  I express myself as much as I feel I need to.  Ask anyone.

...just not Aüre.  He's biased.  He thinks not talking is bad for the body.

Milady is nodding encouragingly at me.  This is annoying.  I am tempted to stop just to annoy her.

...Have I written this much already?

This is easier than it looks.

Very well.  This Uziilom Ikrata, mostly known as Uzi to milady and my friends, will be writing a journal.

More later.  My hand is cramping.